Page 43 of Captured Innocence

Swallowing hard, I felt the tension begin to leave.

Then I heard a slight crack seconds before the door was kicked in, Mattia taking a long stride into the room.

I threw my hand out, shaking my head. “I told you to get the hell away from me and stay away.”

“I’m afraid I can’t do that, bellissima principessa.” His grin was seductive, as evil as the man.

And I wouldn’t succumb to him no matter what he did. I stood my ground, glaring at him as he advanced. “I don’t belong to you and never will.”

“That’s where you’re wrong.” He closed the door behind him, advancing like a predator. He wore a knowing smile, as if there was something he needed to tell me but would keep it a secret until the last minute. As always, he was insanely gorgeous, his dangerous persona adding to the incredible electricity sparking between us.

I couldn’t deny my attraction or the fact it felt as if we were meant to be together. Even though the tiny voice in the back of my mind nagged at me, adding reminders that I shouldn’t want him, my body was a treacherous bitch.

Frozen on the spot, I struggled to try to breathe while my heated gaze fell down the length of him, finally settling on his salacious smile.

My nipples ached, hard as diamonds as they pressed against the silky material of my dress. I was wet, my panties damp and as he approached, I could feel the pulse in my neck ticking, increasing to the point lights were flashing in front of my eyes.

“You are the most beautiful creature on the face of this earth.” His words reverberated, sending another wave of tingles spreading like wildfire throughout my body.

I licked my parched lips, shaking my head slowly. “I don’t want you.”

Mattia took a deep breath, holding it while his long eyelashes skimmed his chiseled cheeks. My God. To think I was mesmerized by this man was insane.

Yet I was.

“Your scent tells me otherwise, sweet kitten. You’re as famished as I am. Tonight, we continue what will be the beginning of the rest of our lives. Together.”

Now I knew for certain he was insane. As he reached for his belt, the spell was finally broken. I jerked backward, realizing that there was no way I could reach the door without going through him. I snapped my hand around the lamp, jerking the cord from the wall and tossing it at him.

He laughed, deflecting it easily, the thick brass tumbling several feet away, crashing onto the floor. Then I grabbed the book I’d been reading, pitching at his head. A glancing blow was struck and he gave me a stern look, a single thick, sexy eyebrow lifting.

“What a bad girl. You’re going to be so delightful to tame.” He continued to unfasten his belt and I shifted from one foot to the other.

Then I bolted, trying to go in a huge arc around him. But he caught me easily, wrapping his arm around my waist and jerking me against him. Then he issued a tsking sound as he shook his head again, allowing an explosive breath to cascade across my cheek.

I shivered to my core, slamming my palms against his chest. Somehow, I knew I wasn’t going anywhere. Screaming was useless, the bedroom wing on the opposite side of the massive estate, the music also preventing anyone from hearing me.

And in truth, I didn’t want to escape, the man’s presence keeping me fully aroused. How could I want this? I bit my lower lip, glaring at him hatefully. When he tugged on his belt, a tiny part of me wanted to run my fingers across the grains of leather. His eyes remained hooded, his chest rising and falling.

When he jerked the thick strap free, I was certain he was going to spank me with it. Instead, he tossed it onto the bed, fisting my hair and lowering his head until our lips were almost touching.

“What are you doing?” I whispered.

“First, I’m going to kiss you. Then I’m going to fuck you.” He intertwined his fingers in my hair, keeping our lips only centimeters apart.

My entire mind was foggy, the twinkling lights shimmering in front of my eyes changing colors. I wanted to hate the man, to push him away, but the explosive heat was the only thing guiding me.

He crushed his mouth over mine, holding our lips together as he ground his hips. I couldn’t stop shaking, no longer able to feel my legs. He opened my mouth slowly, capturing the first moan I issued. I wondered if he’d catch them all. He shifted back and forth as he slipped his tongue inside, mimicking the sensual dance we’d done the night before.

The strangest thing was that I felt safe in his arms, as if nothing and no one could ever hurt me. Even though I remained tense, I slid an arm over his shoulder, brushing the tips of my fingers across the thick cords in his neck. There wasn’t a single inch of his body that wasn’t muscular, honed to perfection.

I shuddered audibly, his growl following. We were nothing but primal animals fulfilling an intense need. He continued swaying back and forth until finally, I started to relax. That’s when his tongue dominated mine, sweeping back and forth as he explored the dark recesses. The tangy taste of scotch mixed with a hint of cinnamon this time, the combination of flavors keeping the fire burning red-hot.

Everything about the moment was as confusing as it was exciting. I felt as if I was betraying my sister yet the thought of never seeing him again was unacceptable. He lifted me off my feet, spinning me around as the heated kiss continued. First one heel was tossed aside then the other. When he lowered me to my feet, he crawled one hand down my side, sliding his fingers underneath my dress.

I tensed, gasping into his mouth the second he swirled the tip of his finger around my lace-covered clit. Then he broke the kiss, taking several ragged breaths, pushing his hand under my chin.

“My wet baby,” he growled then raked his teeth from one side of my jaw to the other.